"Welcome, Lord Schneider."
Naturally, Julius had pulled the strings only someone of his background could pull. With a single message sent through his network, the reservation was secured in one of Japan's most exclusive pavilions.
An establishment so prestigious that ninety-nine percent of tourists would never even know it existed. As the youngest son of the Schneider Group, Julius was received like royalty.
Japan knew exactly how delicate relations with Germany were. One misstep toward a Schneider was the equivalent of insulting the entire European powerhouse.
And everyone knew what happened when Germany and Japan clashed.
It was often said, half as a joke, and half as a historical warning, that putting those two nations together in unfavorable circumstances was like tempting fate into writing a new world war.
Which was precisely why the pavilion staff greeted Julius as though their lives depended on it.
